I have this feeling of detachment
As if nothing is mine
I am of multiple things
Like the person of the sun
Of movement
Of the song
Of rhythm
I belong
But nothing belongs to me
I am of those who hold me
I am no longer holding on to anybody
As if nothing is mine
I am of multiple things
Like the person of the sun
Of movement
Of the song
Of rhythm
I belong
But nothing belongs to me
I am of those who hold me
I am no longer holding on to anybody
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